Corpse?

What body?

As Zhou Hao listened, he pondered the meaning of the corpses mentioned by the indigenous monks and the ghost face monks in the prison hall.

Suddenly he remembered the things he had felt on the back of the planet before this, the breath of those dead people.

Could it be that this group of assassins in the prison hall did it for the mysterious things on the back of this planet?

After thinking about this, he suddenly thought of a very important thing, why didn't the killer in the prison hall target him this time?

He still couldn't forget the scene where the assassin in the prison hall recognized him as soon as he saw him and chased him to kill.

And now, why do the killers in the prison hall seem to not recognize him?

No, didn't these cultivators kill him just now?

"It's Lao Tzu who thinks too much, the dog legs in the prison palace really don't have a good product..."

Zhou Hao muttered his breath.

Down the mountain, the indigenous monks had once again argued with the people in the prison hall.

"Don't you guys want to **** the body!"

"Dog legs in the prison hall, please leave quickly!"

"If you do, we will definitely fight with death!"

...

These aboriginal monks are obviously very strong, their tone is very firm, and it seems that they will really use their lives to block the assassins of this group of prison halls.

The monk in the prison hall sneered: "It seems that you don't want to take the initiative to hand over the body."

The talking prisoner assassin said to the other assassins: "It seems that we have to work a little bit."

The other five monks nodded and sneered together, seeming not to put the native monks of this planet in their eyes.

They shook their hands one after another, and suddenly a **** long sword appeared in their hands, thin and sharp, and the appearance was more like a knife, which made people tremble.

Their swords also exudes a burst of blood, which is absolutely majestic and intimidating.

On the indigenous monk's side, a monk shouted to the tribe: "Everyone cheers up, even if they die, they must not let them take the emperor's body!"

After this shout, the voices of the mountains and ridges echoed, and the voice rang Gao Gang, and the morale was like a rainbow!

"Even if you die, you will never let the dog legs of the prison hall **** the emperor's body!"

Emperor corpse?

Zhou Hao pondered it again.

He thought of the things on the back of this planet, giving him another familiar feeling, this familiar feeling was related to the Fox God, then the Fox God Tianzun was dead.

And now the corpses these people are talking about are the corpses of the fox gods?

hiss--

Zhou Hao took a deep breath, feeling as if he had guessed what the corpses these monks were talking about, and what the mysterious thing on the back of the planet was.

Is it really the corpse of the fox god?

The corpse of the emperor, the corpse of the emperor?

He hadn't confirmed whether he was right or wrong, the two groups of monks under the mountain were already ready to fight, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn to the peak.

The war is about to start!

But at this moment, Zhou Hao suddenly turned into a white rainbow to escape and appeared in front of the six prison palace assassins, between the two gangs of people who were about to fight.

The assassin of the prison hall and the indigenous monks of this planet were all startled when they saw someone suddenly appeared.

Because although the two groups of people have been confronting each other, in fact, both parties are carefully observing the surrounding movement in secret, fearing that the other party will arrange someone to attack in the dark.

However, he didn't expect that they didn't even perceive that someone had already been hiding nearby and was still so close!